Ryo looked into the training room. He had been wondering what was going on from the minute Mia had rushed to get Sage's help. Kayura had followed as well causing the interest of the warlords following him. Cye, Kento, and Rowen had stayedbehind to reassure Yulie that everything would be just fine. Though from what he had just heard it might not be.
Shirl looked down at her army and smiled. The entire city of Celine was surrounded, and she had personally informed each general that if one man fled they would wish they were dead a thousand times over before she would kill them herself. She grinned again and hoped that someone would flee just so she could have some fun. Her topaz gem glittered in the fading light, she was going to have fun.
Laith ended his mournful tune and placed his panflute back in his jacket. He stood and looked first at the sword at his waist and then to the sky.
"I will avenge you Maralie! And I will drag your murderer into the Bowels of Hell to do so if I must!" he swore, the he left.
"Mia, it is time to resume your training," stated Magda, "There is little left that I can teach you. I had hoped that Wintrin would be able to teach you something of the other half of your powers, but it might be a while before he is able to do so."
"I understand," said Mia. The two walked back to where they had been earlier.
"First I want you to create your blade again. You must be able to form it within a few seconds."
Ryo watched from the door in amazement as Mia created her katana. He hated the thought of her being hurt in battle but he realized that she had to do this.
'That is similiar to what Wintrin did against Logan,' sent Dais through the armor link, 'Only his was a staff made of ice'
'Cool, wish I had seen that, then again I probably will,' replied Ryo.
Mia laughed quietly to herself as she 'heard' the guys 'talking' through their armor link. They had completely forgotten that she still wore the orb that had been given to her earlier that day. Though today no longer felt like a birthday to her, it was more like a vivid and magical dream. And she knew that this 'dream' could easily become a nightmare.